Memoirs of a Fat Girl

Dear Jess,

It's been a week since we've spoken and so far, getting over you is the hardest thing I've ever done. We had more than our share of bad, but we had a lot of good too, especially in the beginning. My head feels like it's being crushed in a vice and I wish more than anything that this heartache will stop.

If it's meant to be, it will be; that is my comfort. So is the meteor in space that just might hit you and shake your brain around a bit, so that everything between us will be okay again.